I think every generation has some specific environmental catastrophe awareness hammered into them in elementary school, and for mine, it was how you have to cut the little plastic rings that come around soda cans, or they’ll strangle all of the beautiful sea turtles, and they will die. So EVERY TIME I see one of these plastic rings lying around the house, again, INSIDE OF THE HOUSE, which is on land, my brain goes, THE SEA TURTLES! Like a sea turtle is going to crawl into the house, crawl up onto the counter, and poke its beautiful, curious head through one of the holes. I immediately reach for scissors and snip, and somewhere off the coast of California, a sea turtle lives another wet day.